My Sister is Bronya

Just as Ishiu had expected, after struggling for a long time, Asakura Miyuki ultimately couldn't bring herself to do it. She let out a pained shriek and threw the girl to the ground.

"Get out! Get out!!!"

She wailed in agony, clutching her head as she curled up against the wall.

The red markings on her body, however, only grew more numerous.

Ishiu walked over. He crouched down in front of Asakura Miyuki, placed his hand on her head, and activated his skill, [Headpat].

This was a skill the system had rewarded him with during a past mission. Its effect was that when he touched a female's hair, it would make her feel pleasure and reassurance.

He had used it once before on Seele, but the effect had been so overwhelming that she had clung to him for a full three hours, demanding more until his hand was nearly numb. Only then, glowing with satisfaction, had she let him go.

After that, he had never used the skill again. But using it now might help ease her suffering.

Sure enough, anything from the system was top-tier.

Under Ishiu's [Headpat], Asakura Miyuki immediately felt the omnipresent pain lessen. The impulsive thoughts and desires that had been swirling in her mind also dissipated.

Her complexion gradually returned to normal, but the marks of Honkai Energy erosion on her body deepened.

"You're... Ishiu, right? Thank you for listening to me talk so much." She looked up at him with eyes that had turned bloodshot, but the madness in them had completely faded, replaced by deep gratitude. "Really... thank you so much."

"Kiana... can she still be saved?" Ishiu bit his lip, unable to bear looking at the girl's eyes.

ps: Recommending a book

"Tokiwa Sougo from the Sand Sculpture Chat Group Refuses Tragedy"

The author is a very cute little shota~

Chapter 54: Kill the Honkai

"She's been eroded too deeply by the Honkai Energy..." Kiana bit her lip as she watched Asakura Miyuki, who had shed her madness and curled up in a corner like an abandoned cat, waiting alone for her end. Her heart ached too.

Before this, she had killed many Zombies, but those had all lost their consciousness, reduced to mere killing instincts. This was different—this was an ordinary girl who had been bullied, exploded, and then given up on revenge.

"Is there really no way?" Ishiu clenched his fists. Looking at Asakura Miyuki, he couldn't help but think of Seele and Bronya, and everyone at the Orphanage.

Would they one day end up like this too?

Ishiu didn't dare think further. That image was too cruel, making him want to run away.

He desperately wanted to save Asakura Miyuki—not just because her tragic story resonated with him, but because it reminded him of everyone at the Orphanage.

If one day they were eroded by Honkai Energy, with no way out, forced to watch them meet a fate worse than death, Ishiu would rather die before them!

But Kiana only shook her head bitterly. "It's impossible. There's only one outcome when Honkai erodes you—unless she has resistance to Honkai Energy. But clearly, she doesn't. There's nothing we can do. Unless you can kill the Honkai Energy that's eroding her?"

Kiana's words were spoken without thought, but to Ishiu, they struck like a thunderbolt, carving a clear path through his mind.

That's right! He could kill the Honkai Energy!

For anyone else, that would be nothing but a fantasy. But for Ishiu, it was possible.

Because he had a pair of eyes called the Dead Apostle Ancestor.

Though he didn't fully understand them yet, he had grasped their basic function.

Anything he could recognize as something that could be killed—whether matter or energy—he should be able to kill.

No time to waste.

Ishiu closed his eyes. When he opened them again, ice-blue demonic eyes descended upon the world.

"Ishiu, your eyes?" Kiana stared in surprise at his suddenly changed eye color. If she hadn't been watching the whole time, she would have thought he had secretly put on colored contacts.

But Ishiu had no time to pay her any attention. He fixed his gaze on Asakura Miyuki. Through those demonic eyes, Death Lines symbolizing the end were scattered all over her body, making her look like a porcelain doll that had been pieced back together.

But those weren't what he wanted to see.

What he wanted to see were the Death Lines of 'Honkai Energy,' not Asakura Miyuki's.

He should be able to see them. He had to see them...

At that moment, the world seemed to slow to a crawl in Ishiu's eyes. He poured all his focus into the demonic eyes. To see the deeper layer of [Death], he had to understand these eyes.

In a daze, Ishiu felt as if he had arrived at the entrance of the Sea of Quantum. He stood on a floating stone step, and beneath him stretched an endless abyss.

He reached his hand toward that abyss. In an instant, an infinite torrent of information flooded his mind—all kinds of [Death].

Killed, drowned, suffocated, crushed, starved...

These [Deaths] seemed endless, all surging into Ishiu's brain at once. For an ordinary person, within a thousandth of a second of that massive [Death] invasion, they would be unable to bear it and their head would explode.

But Ishiu felt no such strain. He stood like a reef, letting the raging waves crash against him without being moved an inch.

He didn't know what state he was in, but he was like a sponge, endlessly absorbing the information of [Death].

Finally, when it seemed he could take no more and his mind began to blur, his consciousness snapped back to reality.

"Ishiu, you're bleeding?!"

Kiana cried out in alarm. Just moments ago, he had been perfectly fine, but now blood was seeping from his nose and ears.

Ishiu felt his mind grow hazy. The vast amount of information he had inexplicably received had taken root in his brain, as if it had become an indelible part of his memory.

Then, the world before him began to change. The Death Lines multiplied.

But Ishiu no longer had the energy to observe those changes. He stared fixedly at Asakura Miyuki's body, the Death Lines emerging before his eyes.

Not this one, not that one either... found it!

Ishiu's eyes lit up. Amidst the layers of Death Lines, he finally spotted one that didn't belong to Asakura Miyuki—that was... Honkai.

Though that Death Line was short and blurry, as if it might vanish at any moment, Ishiu had already seen it. How could he let it go?

He reached into his bosom and pulled out his Wolf Fang. The next moment, a cold gleam flashed, and the sharp dagger pierced straight through Asakura Miyuki's body. Yet not a single drop of blood spilled, nor did she show any sign of pain.

Because Ishiu's strike wasn't aimed at her.

The dagger hit that special Death Line with pinpoint accuracy. The power of termination effortlessly killed the Honkai Energy.

The red line patterns spreading across Asakura Miyuki's body gradually faded, and her skin shifted from a deathly pallor to a rosy hue.

"Ah, this..."

Kiana rubbed her eyes in disbelief, thinking she was hallucinating. But no matter how much she rubbed them, the scene before her didn't change at all.

The girl who had just been eroded by Honkai Energy now seemed as if nothing had happened, quietly leaning against the wall with her eyes closed, as though she were asleep.

"Take me... away." Ishiu pressed his head. It felt like his skull was about to explode, a searing pain surging from deep within his brain, making him want to smash his head against the wall.

"Oh... oh." Kiana didn't fully grasp the situation, but it seemed things had been resolved. She took another look at Asakura Miyuki, confirmed there was no longer any Honkai Energy reaction on her, then grabbed Ishiu and ran out of the restroom.

(PS: In case any classmates misunderstand, let me clarify here—the Honkai Ishiu killed here is just energy like Mana. It's not that he's so awesome he can kill the Honkai will itself. Because the Honkai Energy was inside Asakura Miyuki's body, already fused with her, that's why killing it was so difficult for him.)

Chapter 55: Going Home

"Ishiu, how exactly did you do that?"

Once they'd run out of the Teaching Building, Kiana pulled Ishiu to sit on a less crowded set of steps. She finally couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked.

After all, something like turning a Zombie already eroded by Honkai Energy back to normal—she'd never even heard of it. Her lousy old man had also said that once someone was eroded by Honkai Energy, they were absolutely doomed. But Ishiu had made the impossible happen right before her eyes. If not for the fact that he looked pretty rough right now, she'd be shaking him back and forth in excitement.

"Hmm... explaining it would be troublesome. It's a kind of ability I have." Ishiu squinted, rubbing his head with his fingers. The pain had lessened now, but it was still uncomfortable.

"Ability?" Kiana muttered it a few times. Once she knew it was Ishiu's ability, she didn't press further. After all, that touched on personal privacy. Even if she was a bit careless, she understood that much about social graces.

"So, when you were bleeding from your nose and ears earlier, was that from overusing your ability?"

"Yeah, pretty much."

Ishiu let out a turbid breath. Though it had hurt a lot at the time, now that he was slowly recovering, he didn't find it so bad. Plus, some new information about [Death] had appeared in his mind, which felt quite strange.

"Alright, since things are handled, let's hurry back and rent the place." After resting a bit and feeling less uncomfortable, Ishiu suggested.

"Yeah." Kiana nodded, but soon a hint of hesitation appeared on her face. "By the way, that Asakura Miyuki... what's going to happen to her?"

"Who knows." Ishiu pursed his lips. "Since you said ordinary people don't know about Honkai, to them, what just happened was just a nightmare. It might cause some mental damage, but those girls deserved that retribution. As for Asakura Miyuki... we can help her for now, but not forever. In the end, she has to stand up on her own to avoid being bullied. Still, after what happened today, those girls probably won't dare to bully her anymore."

"Yeah, you're right." Kiana nodded in understanding, then looked at Ishiu with some surprise. "Brat, for someone so young, you sure talk a lot of sense. Looks like I underestimated you."

"Is that a compliment or an insult?" Ishiu said, exasperated.

"Haha, of course it's a compliment~" Kiana burst out laughing.

The two exchanged a few jokes, then found a secluded spot to change back into their clothes. After that, they avoided the crowds and climbed out of the school.

With Miss Mei's financial support as a little rich girl, Ishiu and Kiana successfully rented the room, with a bit of money left over.

But they argued for a while over the room's allocation. Since there was only one bedroom, they bickered for ages about who got it, until the sky started to darken. Only then did they barely reach a consensus.

One person would sleep in the bedroom one day, and the other would take the sofa.

That result was fair enough, and both Ishiu and Kiana could accept it.

After dividing the room, Ishiu checked the time and said to Kiana, who was lying spread-eagled on the bedroom bed, enjoying herself, "I'm going to work. What are you planning to do?"

"Go ahead. I'm on a rotating shift, so I don't have to work today. I'm going to sleep a bit—I'm exhausted from today." Kiana buried her face in the pillow, letting out a comfortable groan, then waved a hand at Ishiu.

"..." Ishiu really wanted to complain. How were you exhausted today? Wasn't I the one who handled the Honkai incident? I'm bleeding and still have to go to work, while you're lying comfortably at home sleeping. This life is unbearable!

For some reason, Ishiu had the illusion of a wife working outside while the husband just lazed around at home eating and playing.

Damn!

He slapped his cheeks, shook that dangerous thought out of his head, then walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Working at the convenience store was as usual. Chatting with Miss Mei after work was also very soothing for Ishiu. Today, Raiden Mei had made him a bento again, and it tasted just as good.

Miss Mei even proactively asked if he had enough money, saying she could lend him more if not. Her unusual warmth actually made Ishiu a bit uncomfortable.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that Raiden Mei's attitude toward him was almost too good... Still, he wasn't narcissistic enough to think she had fallen for him. In the end, he could only chalk it up to being so handsome that he could literally live off his looks! (Laughs)

After finishing his chat with Raiden Mei, Ishiu returned to the newly rented home. He unlocked the door with the key, but the room was pitch black. He turned on the light and called out a few times, but got no response. So he checked the bedroom—yep, that white-haired ball was still sleeping in bed.

Kiana hadn't even taken off her clothes to sleep, so Ishiu didn't need to worry about modesty. But the silly girl's sleeping face was pretty funny—she was even drooling, probably dreaming of something nice.

Seeing her sound asleep, Ishiu didn't wake her. He turned and left the bedroom, heading to the bathroom to wash his face.

Then he went back to the living room, plopped down on the sofa, and was about to pull out his phone to chat with Miss Mei when his gaze drifted toward the bedroom. As if remembering something, he hesitated for a moment, then got up and left the house.

Ishiu went to the supermarket. Luckily, it was close to the apartment building—just a few minutes' walk.

He bought some eggs, vegetables, fruits, and meat, planning to make dinner for Kiana later.

Even though he'd already eaten, that idiot Kiana had no idea when she'd wake up. When she did, she'd definitely be hungry. He'd just do a good deed—what could he say? Not only was he handsome, he was a nice guy too.

Ishiu finished shopping and went to the checkout counter. Since his total hit the threshold, he got two chances to draw.

This kind of promotion was common in a lot of supermarkets—just a way to boost spending. The grand prizes looked tempting enough, like a two-day one-night hot spring trip, a microwave, or a laptop, but most of the prizes were still tissues.

Ishiu didn't have high hopes. He drew twice at random and, sure enough, got tissues and a little trinket.

It was a plastic ring, blue all over with no patterns or anything. It looked like a completely ordinary toy. Ishiu casually stuffed it into his pocket.

Chapter 56 — From Now On, You Cook, I Wash

When he got home, Kiana still hadn't woken up. Ishiu carried the ingredients into the kitchen, lit the gas stove, and started cooking.

His cooking skills were average. In his past life, he'd been decent in the kitchen, but after being reborn, he rarely cooked anymore. After all, with so many girls at the orphanage, cooking was never something that fell to him.

Still, even if his skills had gotten rusty, making simple things like green pepper stir-fry and egg fried rice was no problem at all.

As Ishiu busied himself in the kitchen, the aroma of food soon drifted out, slipping through the crack in the bedroom door.

By the time the scent reached that far, it was already faint, but Kiana's nose was unusually sharp. Even though she was still asleep, the smell of food made her stomach rumble loudly.

"Mmm... my roast chicken..." Kiana mumbled in her sleep, her eyes fluttering open groggily.

She'd been dreaming about eating a lavish feast, happily devouring a roast chicken, when her own stomach woke her up.